Next, I checked out the creature on the Internet and discovered that in low light its eyesight was up to a hundred times more acute than a human’s. That was the clincher, also because its natural habitat was deciduous woodland. I thought about the gnarled tree with its many branches, ideally located for perching. In addition, this bird had a three-hundred-and-sixty-degree vision without moving its talons.
On the evening of 12th August, at nine o’clock, I opened my hotel window wide enough for a tawny owl to fly through and shape-shifted. The owl isn’t as acrobatic as a falcon but flies silently and effortlessly. I’d missed the liberating sensation of surging through the air and was disappointed when I reached the abbey grounds so soon. Resisting the temptation to prolong being airborne fo
